Infinite time travel: I am a dragon

Chapter 207 The Man in the Jar
"By the way, it suddenly occurred to me that the blood race has an inherent skill that can turn into a bat. Why did I forget it?" Ao Mo suddenly patted his forehead and said.

All vampires have the ability to transform themselves into many small bats and then act. During this process, the attack power and defense power are basically zero, so vampires are generally cautious after using this ability.

However, Ao Mo has not used this ability for a long time (since the time when the world turned around). She is not sure that she can control herself after turning into a bat. After all, since she has turned into many bats, she has to face control problems. .

"Well, it doesn't matter, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, maybe it will be recalled after the skill is activated." Aomo said so and then activated the skill Transformation Bat.

As soon as the skill was activated, Ao Mo's body instantly emitted a blood-red light. After the light slowly dissipated, Ao Mo's figure had disappeared, only many blood-red bats were chirping and flying in the air.

"Sure enough, there are still some troubles in controlling it." Ao Mo said in his heart.

In fact, there are two ways to transform this skill into a bat. One is that Aomo directly turns into a huge bat. bat.

The former can maintain all the strength of Aomo, while the latter can only be used to facilitate movement, and after the latter changes, all the little bats are actually part of Aomo. As long as one of them dies, then Aomo's Strength will decrease accordingly.

Aomo controlled the chirping bats to go through the passage filled with laser beams and came to another room with great flexibility. In this room, you can see all kinds of jars, big and small.

And almost all the jars are filled with things, it seems that they are basically some joint overlords, those things are soaked in an unknown liquid, and bubbles come out of their air, indicating that they are still alive.

But seeing them, Ao Mo found that it was not that simple. After all, this place is similar to the existence of an umbrella company. If it is like this, then how could there be no zombies.

The monsters in those jars (they look strange, let's call them monsters) have some incredible wounds all over their bodies, and some of the monsters with slightly open eyes have only the whites of their eyes, which looks very scary.

And Aomo has noticed that there is no life on them, only endless dead air, that is to say, they are already dead. It is this company that uses some kind of technology to turn creatures into joint overlords, and look at the bodies of these creatures. bite marks, it is very likely that these are some infected organisms.

Aomo's eyes stretched forward, and then she saw a human being among the many joint overlords, and this was the first human being she saw in this place.

This human being stood out among the creatures around him, but what surprised Ao Mo was that this person did not become the overlord of joints.

The blood-red bats gradually condensed and then a red light flashed, and Ao Mo's figure appeared again.

Aomo was going to go over to have a look at the very prominent human being, and also to look around for anything that could provide some information.

After Aomo's search, as expected, there was nothing around except these jars and pipes, and at the same time she had already come to the jar containing human beings.

The human inside the jar is a man. Although his clothes have been completely taken off, Ao Mo's attention has always been on the fangs at the corners of his mouth. He has no other thoughts, and he doesn't feel a trace of shyness because of what he saw.

"It's strange why I can feel a very subtle breath of blood from him..." Ao Mo stared at the fangs at the corner of the man's mouth and murmured.

And the man in the tank seemed to hear Aomo's murmur, and his flexible ears trembled slightly, but Aomo was thinking about the previous problem at this time and didn't see it.

Suddenly, the man in the jar opened his eyes, and Ao Mo came back to his senses at this moment, and what caught his eyes was a pair of beautiful golden pupils.

The man in the jar bared his teeth and cracked his mouth at Aomo, he didn't know what he wanted to express, maybe he was demonstrating to Aomo.

And at this time, Ao Mo felt even more strange. The man's normal ears suddenly became pointed and elongated. It looked like the ears of an elf, but they looked relatively shorter.

"What is being studied here? Why does such a human appear? No, maybe he should be called a different kind." Ao Mo said, staring at the slowly changing man in the jar.

With the passage of time, more changes took place on the man's body, and Ao Mo looked at all this curiously, as if he could see through it.

"Elves' ears, vampire's fangs, human eyes, eagle's beak, dragon's wings, colorful dragon scales... this alien must have been human once, why did such a change happen?" Ao Mo's doubts kept popping up. out.

After the appearance changed, the alien gradually began to decay in front of Aomo's eyes. First, the colorful dragon scales gradually fell off, revealing the skin tissue under the dragon scales, and then the dragon's wings on the back gradually shrank and disappeared, exposing the skin tissue. Gradually ulcerated, pus-filled, and quite disgusting to look at.

"What happened? Is this a change that would have happened or..." Ao Mo took a step back subconsciously at the disgusting scene in front of her. She could feel her stomach churning.

Suddenly, the person in the tank began to struggle violently, his face was covered with pain, his eyes sunken deeply, the eyeballs turned up as a whole, and finally turned into a piece of snow white, and the originally turbid liquid also flowed out due to tissue ulceration on the alien body The pus and blood became cloudy.

After a while, the movement in the jar gradually disappeared, as if the person had fainted due to unbearable pain, or had died.

"What happened, why did such a sudden change happen?" Ao Mo still hadn't recovered from the sudden change, and his originally pale face became even paler because of the bouts of nausea.

Aomo's pupils narrowed slightly, and he stepped back step by step. Although this was a sudden movement, the silver hair on the top of his head already said everything. Danger... is coming!
Roar--! ! !
A roar like a beast's roar echoed throughout the room, and the source of this sound... was the turbid jar...

(To be continued)
(End of this chapter)